Back in the day when I was in college for real, my dorm-friends and I coined the phrase "How Hunter of you" if someone did something totally irrational or stupid. This refers to the incompetency of, or maybe I should say - the lack of care for the students by the administration at Hunter College.
How many Hunter students have cried outside the Bursar's office? How many students have hyperventilated at the Registrars office aka the Oasis, or "The O-aaasis" if you get the answering machine? A lot. Probably a huge percentage of the student body.
Last week I got Hunter-ed again. Now as a real grown-up. I went online to check my summer schedule and magically I had been dropped from Physics. What the...?
Called Hunter. Result: "If we ain't got yo' check, you ain't got no class." Without warning they had deleted me from the class.
Luckily, Monday morning, after begging the Physics lady to get into the class (she said no) my sister went online and randomly entered numbers to try to register me. Voila! She got me in! Must be because she's good with Math. I'm in.
Monday, June 4, 2007
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment